Finn was only a Cyndaquil when he was dropped at a random doorstop on the island of Fractured Island. The day he was abandoned was a boggy August Thursday, and his parents decided to leave him behind for a reason that Finn did not know of.
The abandoned Cyndaquil was dropped at the doorstop of a renowned pirate on Fractured Island, Captain Cail Clegg. Cail was an experienced sailor and pirate, and no one knew not to mess with this Aggron if they could avoid it.
Fractured Island was more of a grouping of three islands if you wanted to be technical. It used to be one giant island called Wyr Island, but one day it was said to have split apart into three different areas by some powerful force. The largest sector is called Nhim, which is the shadiest part of Fractured Island. Most of the crime occures on Nhim, and most of those who are not as privileged as the more wealthy are forced to live there. The second largest sector is Kvalnid. Kvalnid is the sector where those who are in the middle mostly live. Most build their businesses there in order to make a living, and the beaches off of its coast are gorgeous, however some say that Kvalnid hides a dark secret... The smallest sector, and the most isolated sector, is named Aethis. Aethis can only be described as mysterious to those who do not get the opportunity to visit past its platinum gates. The entire sector has a large quartz wall built around it, and only those with an invintation, or those whose families have lived there in the past, are allowed in. Not much is known about this sector, as the select few who live there are quiet secretive.
Fractured Island is surrounded by wild ocean on all sides as far as one can see, and the closest other bit of land is a good six weeks of sailing away. That is why Fractured Island is not too well known of outside of its community, and why most of what happens on the island stays there. The largest free dock is in Nhim, the largest commercial dock is in Kvalnid, and there is also a private dock in Aethis that is allowed only to those who live there. Captain Cail was not allowed in Aethis, as he lived in one of the darkest parts of Nhim. Neither Finn nor Cail know for sure where Finn's parents lived.
At first, Cail was shocked to return home from a successful plunder of rum to find a baby Cyndaquil at his door. The Pokemon was wrapped in a fireproof blanket and was fast asleep with a letter tied around its neck. Cail picked up the letter and read it.
"To those reading this letter, my name is Finn, and I have been abandoned. I do not know why my parents have left me, but I need a home. I have no where else to go. Please."
There was no signature or address, so the paper was completely anonymous. There was also no stamp, so the Pelipper Postal Service would not be able to identify it. Cail looked at the Pokemon for a good while, contemplating whether he should pass it off to another door, and continue his life of plundering the spoils of others and reselling it back for a profit. Cail had made his decision and picked up Finn. He couldn't raise this child, he wouldn't be able to raise it like someone from Kvalnid could, so he decided to take it there. He had a wagon that he could take to Kvalnid, and a blanket that he could cover the child with and just leave it somewhere, and that was what he did. The trip to Kvalnid was long, but once he got there, he had started to doubt his decision. Maybe Arceus left him there at my door for a reason. No. That's just hogwash. After thinking that, Cail took a second to rest and looked around him. He saw parents happily playing with their children, and a family of Ursaring and Teddiursa having a picnic, happily chatting and eating sandwiches together. Oh... I can't do this. I've got to raise this child.
Immediately, Cail grabbed the handle of the wagon and started to run back home. He wanted to make it home before he would be investigated by the Kvalnid Patrol for having a large wagon covered by a blanket, which obviously raises suspicion if you think about it. He passed by many of his friends and crew on the way back home, but he couldn't bring himself to talk to them now. He had to get home, and get home he did.
He uncovered the wagon, breathing heavily at the energy that he exerted from running such a distance. There was the Cyndaquil, still happily wrapped in the blanket, smiling at Cail. Cail's heart melted at that moment. Even the most hardened pirates have feelings.
"What's your name, little guy?" Cail asked the Cyndaquil.
"Sf-sf-f-Fyndaquil!" the Cyndaquil replied. He must have had a hard time making the soft "c" sound.
"Fyndaquil? Ha! What a name you got there. How about I call you Finn?" Cail asked Finn, picking him up and holding him in his arms. The Cyndaquil smiled happily.
"Finn! Finn!" Finn said cheerfully. How could I have almost left him at someone's door without even thinking about raising him?
"Hey, Captain! What's dat ya got there?" asked a voice from behind Cail. Cail turned around, not ashamed of the Pokemon which he decided to raise. Behind Cail was his second-in-command, Lieutenant Nix. Nix was a lithe and sly Weavile that proved handy in a fight. Cail found her the Nhim Dock, staring at the ocean wistfully one day, and he coached her until she reached the rank of second-in-command.
"Nix, meet Finn," Cail said. He lowered his arms slightly to reveal the young fire-type to Nix. Her mouth gaped for a second in shock, then she erupted into laughter.
"Aha! Dat's a good one, Cail. Yous almost got me there! I thought yous was gonna raise that little runt for a second!" Nix managed to say between heavy bouts of laughter. Cail only stared at Nix until she awkwardly quit, her laughter taking a minute to die out.
"I'm not joking around," Cail told her.
"Wait, yous is actually gonna raise it?" Nix asked Cail, pointing at Finn.
"Yes, and I will raise him with us on the ship," he informed Nix.
And so, over time, Finn was raised by Cail, and taught how to fight by Nix. It took another three years of raising until Finn was ready to actually learn to be a pirate, and it was all smooth sailing from that point on. He was a fast learner, and Finn was always impressing Nix with his capability of battle. However, what Nix was able to teach Finn in his time of being a Cyndquil was not nearly the amount of knowledge he needed to know if he was to really be out there. This was especially shown on one fateful March Monday about 100 miles off of the coast of Nhim.
"Ok, Finn, yous only have to hit me one more time today and yous will be free to go," Nix told Finn during a day of training, "try getting through my defenses." Nix was prepared for anything at this moment, and her claws and teeth were bared. Finn smiled, knowing that she had no way of protecting herself from behind. On the other hand, she could easily turn around quickly, making it a tough battle.
Nix may be fast, but Finn was smarter.
"Catch me if you can!" Finn exclaimed, jumping over Nix and blowing smog into her face. She started to cough, trying to wipe it away, but Finn had already gotten behind her. Once behind her, Finn wiped away enough smog to send a few embers onto Nix's back.
"Ouch!" Nix exclaimed, having to run out of the smog and put out the small fire that started to light on her back, "good one, Finn!"
Finn normally would have ran to Nix and celebrated, but he was stuck in place. What was happening?
"Nix? Nix! I can't move!" Finn yelled to Nix. Nix's back was to Finn at the time, so she quickly ran around to him, but then stopped a little bit in front of him. "Help me! I'm scared!" Nix laughed.
"Aw, Finn, it's nothing to be scared of! You're evolving into a Quilava!" Nix told Finn, and just like that, a Quilava stood in front of Nix. They were roughly the same height now.
"I feel different," Finn told Nix. He walked over to the edge of the boat and at the water. As he looked at it, he could see his reflection, which looked different from what he looked like earlier. Nix walked to his side.
"That's the new you, Finn," Nix told him, "you better get to liking it, because you'll be a Quilava for longer than you think."
Finn said nothing, and continued to look at his reflection, occasionally touching his back or face to see if this actually was real.
"This is so cool!" he told Nix, "Nix have you ever evolved?" Finn looked at the Weavile, but she was staring out into the distance with her jaw gaped open. It must be a common thing that she did. "Nix?"
"Go get Cail. Now," Nix told Finn. Her claws sharpened even further and her fur was standing on end.
"What? Wh-" Finn started.
"GO!" Nix yelled at him. Her trance was broken and she ran around the ship. "Everyone! Battlestations!"
Finn didn't even need to go to Cail to alarm him of whatever was happening, for he heard Nix screaming and ran out to see what was going on.
"Nix, why are you calling the crew to battlestations!? What do you-oh my Lord," Cail said. He had looked in the same direction as Nix had, and his mouth gaped open too.
"Dad, what is it?" Finn asked Cail from his spot on the deck.
"Finn, go into your room and don't come out until I say so. Don't open the door for anyone," Cail told him. Finn was confused. Why wasn't anyone telling him what they saw? What was happening?
"But Dad! What's happening?" Finn whined. He was about to coddle his adoptive father for an answer, but he knocked him away and onto the deck.
"I said hide," Cail told Finn. From the tears in his eyes and the expression on his face, it was something serious. Finn did not need to be told anything else, and he ran to his room and locked the door. Under his bed was a small chest where he kept some sketches of him and Cail, and some other things from his childhood such as books and toys. One of the books, Pirate Tales for the Young Ensign, was Finn's favorite. The book was given to him by Cail, and Cail had drawn a crude sketch of them together on the first page, happily smiling. This book always calmed Finn down, and the stories always ignited his wonder and imagination as a young'un.
Finn had opened to the second story, Luxray and the Lost Luxor Gem, when he could hear screaming and swords clanging outside of the rooms. Screams were hears soon after, and there were also horrifying sounds let loose that made Finn shiver. It wasn't anything paranormal, but it felt like it. These were the screams of Pokemon right before they were killed. Finn never heard them before, but he heard his father crying in his office every now and then, weeping about some "Dahlia" that he missed. These screams he heard were from Pokemon that he recognized on the ship, and screams from Pokemon that must have been from the other ship that was attacking us.
Finn his in the corner and read the tale, trying to make himself as small and possible and ignore the screams that left him shivering and crying of fear, but they just became more and more numerous as time went on.
"GRAAGH! STAY AWAY FROM THERE!" Finn heard. He could have only assumed it was Nix's voice trying to fend off some other pirates that were near the rooms.
"Get the fuck out of my way, you little Sneasel," a menacing and growling voice said, and the next thing Finn heard was Nix's scream, "I go where I fuckin' please." The sound of a sword breaking ice, and Nix's screams of pain could be heard near the entrance to the bedrooms. Finn collapsed out of fear and closed the book, circling himself into a ball.
"Oh my God, they killed Nix! They killed Nix... They killed Nix..." was all Finn could say, shaking out of rage, fear, and misery all at once. Nix was there for him for his entire life and now she was dead just like that.
"Get the hell away from there!" Cail's voice was heard as he started to charge at Nix's murderer, "I won't let you go into there!"
"Oh, please, you stand no chance against me," the growling voice replied. The sound of steel and Cail's steel head could be heard clanking. "Hmm, I guess this may require more effort than I anticipated."
Finn was left sobbing in the corner, tightly holding his book as the two fought. The battle was getting closer and closer to his room. He heard the two break down the entrance to the rooms, and eventually they fought about a few feet away from Finn's room. Finn's room was the only locked room.
"Please! Stay away from that room! I won't let you get into that fucking room!" Cail was heard desperately yelling. It was obvious that he was getting weak, but the growling voice had as much vigor as ever.
"You're losing touch, Cail," the voice told Cail, "but you should know that my exact plan is to go into that very room." Cail could be heard sobbing and wincing in pain as he failed to knock out the invader.
"Why... why are you doing this?" Cail asked the voice. The voice laughed a harsh, deep laugh that seemed to cut into Finn's ears.
"Because I damn well please, Cail. And unfortunately for you, I'm going into that room. Goodbye," he told Cail, and a loud thrust was heard that pierced not only rock, but steel.
"Agh!" Cail gasped in shock and pain. He had been stabbed, and blood was starting to seep out around the sword that had stabbed him, "please, don't harm my child... I beg of you... please..."
And like that, Cail gave one final breath, and gave out his dying screech. Finn was so shocked and terrified that he couldn't even say anything. Tears started to fall off of his face like his eyes were faucets. Everyone that he cared for and had cared for him had been killed in the past hour. Cail... Nix...
Finn's door was then knocked straight off its hinges in the next second, and there stood in the doorway Cail and Nix's killer. A Luxray stood there, looking at Finn, with the sword that had murdered his only family in his hand, blood still on its edge. The Luxray gave Finn an eerie smile and started to walk to Finn. The Quilava could only hide in the corner, holding his book, crying hysterically. The Luxray bent his knees and stared sharply into Finn's eyes.
"You belong to me now, Finn."